[The blankest of blank stares. Is this kid stupid? Probably. Kotone doesn't have time for this bullshit, she has somewhere to be, things to do. She is angry - she has no patience for this frilly, fairy tale business. It's all lies, a pretty bandaid slapped on a gaping wound, and she'd rather see the blood. It's more honest that way.
After a moment, a slow, cruel smirk spreads across her face. She leans forward, holds her hand like a gun against the idiot's cheek.]
Bang. [A burst of fire shoots from the tip of her finger, coming dangerously close to burning the girl's skin. Her voice is low, dangerous.] Does that look like cosplay to you?
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After a moment, a slow, cruel smirk spreads across her face. She leans forward, holds her hand like a gun against the idiot's cheek.]
Bang. [A burst of fire shoots from the tip of her finger, coming dangerously close to burning the girl's skin. Her voice is low, dangerous.] Does that look like cosplay to you?